"I was called from the skies--and the Void on those very shores," they confirm. "And I destroyed its multitude of inflicted curses when I made my way back after Nemesis' incursion. It is my Land." Monzun is not terribly possessive over the rest they now rule, though they would prefer those people and lands to be well; but that place is different. It is home.
Monzun had not ever considered that the Guide could have been a different Creature than Nemesis' first. But it is true, he may not have been. Others may have been killed. That one, tossed aside, forgotten until Monzun called attention back...
("No, no, that wasn't our fault. He volunteered his knowledge to us. It was his choice to do so.")
Cold comfort, unlike the air, heavier and warmer than it should be so high above the earth.
"That almighty fool! Exiling such an ancient and noble beast, let alone killing--!" It is raining, suddenly. The skies were clear before, were they not?
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Date: 2025-06-19 01:30 am (UTC)Monzun had not ever considered that the Guide could have been a different Creature than Nemesis' first. But it is true, he may not have been. Others may have been killed. That one, tossed aside, forgotten until Monzun called attention back...
("No, no, that wasn't our fault. He volunteered his knowledge to us. It was his choice to do so.")
Cold comfort, unlike the air, heavier and warmer than it should be so high above the earth.
"That almighty fool! Exiling such an ancient and noble beast, let alone killing--!" It is raining, suddenly. The skies were clear before, were they not?